Silver Creek the ants go marching one by one

Spring stayed by the young black furred male's side in silence.  As the boy stopped, so did Spring and she too began to lap up the nice cool, smooth water.  Lifting her muzzle from the water after a few moments she could feel the boy looking at her.  She turned her head to face him, wondering what he wished too know.  She didn't know what he wanted to know though so instead she just asked a simple question.

"Where do you come from?"  She asked in a quieter tone, slightly curious if this wolf hailled from outside Teekon Wilds or was born here.  She flicked an ear absently as she awaited for the male's response to her question.